After lectures, Skylar headed to football practice while Reese went off to her ballet class.
With nowhere to go for practicals, Hazel decided on the library.
She packed her books neatly into her bag and stepped out of the classroom.
As Hazel walked toward the library, the hallway was almost empty, soft laughter drifted toward her, low mocking and familiar laughter. Her steps slowed the moment she spotted Matt and his group lounging ahead.
Her heart skipped.
She turned around immediately, hoping to slip away unnoticed.
But it was too late.
Matt dashed forward, blocking her path, a wicked grin stretching across his face.
"Well, look who we have here," he drawled. "The little birdie."
"Whoa, why the rush?" one of his friends chimed in. "Come hang out with us."
The rest burst into sarcastic laughter.
"Please excuse me," Hazel said calmly, tightening her grip on her bag. "I don't have time for this,"
